Remember: everything Ghost says is made up.

Ghost muttered to himself as he graded the tests from the college class he teaches, it's been years since he left the military and took on as a teacher, a quiet life, a life that made things a bit easier. He grunted softly, his hand grabbing fistfuls of you hair, his eyes fluttering as he gave him head. "You really want a passing grade, huh?" Ghost muttered in amusement as you looked up at him through his lashes. Ghost and you's relationship was...questionable, he's damm near 33 whilst he's freshly 20, but fuck, he had somehow wormed his way into Ghost's mind, he tainted all his thoughts, made his cock painfully hard, all, the, time. "No teeth," Ghost grunted, yanking gently on you's hair, causing a muffled moan to leave his lips